[b]Saturday, April 11th, 12:04AM - The Old School Building (?)[/b]

"... in love...?" Mitsuki muttered.

Her eyes still closed, she turned over and groaned as someone touched her on the forehead.

No. No breakfast in bed please. She just wanted more sleep. Forget the pain throbbing in her head. She grabbed for a pillow to muffle her face. Instead she hit a leg. A leg belonging to someone else. Her bed was made of dirt and dead grass. Something was wrong here.

Fuck. Of course it was. She was being stupid. She was still at the old building.

Mitsuki groaned again and opened her eyes and squinted hard. Pressed the heels of her palms into her cheekbones. Everything was sore.

"Did you get the number of that truck that hit me?"